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07-25-2005, 06:07 PM | #1 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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In Case Of Terrorist Attacks
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08-30-2005, 04:31 PM | #3 (permalink) |
Atchin' Akai
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Following the events in London last Month the French government announced
yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from 'Run' to 'Hide'. The only two higher levels in France are 'Surrender' and 'Collaborate'. The rise was precipitated by a recent fire which destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralysing their military. The Italians have increased their alert level from "Shouting excitedly" to "Elaborate military posturing". Two more levels remain, "Ineffective combat operations" and "Change sides". The Germans have also increased their alert state from "disdainful arrogance" to "full dress-uniform and marching songs". They have two higher levels, "invade a neighbour" and "lose". Seeing this reaction in continental Europe the Americans have gone from "Isolationism" to "Find somewhere ripe for regime change". Their remaining higher alert states are "Take on the world" and "Ask the British for help". Finally here in GB we've gone from "Pretend nothing's happening" to "Make another cup of tea". Our higher levels are "Chin-up and remain cheerful" and "Win". Yes I'm bored. |
08-30-2005, 05:42 PM | #4 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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hehe britains fun but i would rather live in ireland cause im 89% irish
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
08-30-2005, 05:53 PM | #6 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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ready
10% french(sorry) 2%british 1%german 1%danish
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
08-30-2005, 06:05 PM | #8 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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oh sh,it mix well whatever
im know im mainly irish a little bit french and a tiny bit german and danish but i wanna live in transslyvania
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
08-30-2005, 06:16 PM | #9 (permalink) | |
Atchin' Akai
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08-30-2005, 06:22 PM | #10 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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oblivousley dude do you hate me cause im irish??? cause im a freakin celt
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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